Page 69 of Stealing the Biker

“What do you mean, she’s gone?”

“She moved to South Carolina with Sam.”

Damn. She didn’t even tell me or say goodbye. It’s what I deserve.

“Next time you talk to her, can you tell her I was asking about her?”

Kimber rolls her eyes and grabs another beer for her man.

“I’ll take that as a no, then?”

She saunters off without a response.

Chapter Twenty-four

One Year Later

“I can’t believe you’re moving back home.” Sam hugs me tight.

“Well, I mean, you are getting married and moving out on me,” I tease. “Besides, I want to be around for my little brother. Keegan is only a few months old, and he’s already getting so big. I’m missing out on all his firsts.”

“Okay. You’ve got me there. He is cuter than me.”

“I’ll be back for the wedding, and I’ll come visit.”

“Yeah. Yeah.”

I grab my phone off the counter and smile at the text that just came through.

Drive safe.

“You’re talking to him, aren’t you?” Sam accuses.

“It’s only a text.”

“Mhhmm.”

“We’re friends.”

“Because that always works out for you,” they tease.

“I admit Jonesy got weird on me.”

“Dude is a creep.”

“Then I guess it’s a good thing he’s in Alabama and I will be in West Virginia with a bunch of bad ass bikers who can kick his ass if he tries to get near me.”

Sam and I went down for one of his football games last fall and he was telling everyone that we were together and engaged after I made the mistake of hooking up with him. He was drunk when he was saying it, but it gave me the ick.

I had to threaten to tell my Uncle Link that he was harassing me and may have told him I have ties to Saint’s Outlaws MC. That seemed to be enough of a warning to deter him.

“If he hurts you.”

“I know. I know. You’ll cut off his balls and feed them to a bear or whatever. I don’t even know if he’s seeing anyone or if he wants to see me.”

“You know he wants all up in there.”

I scrunch my nose up.

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